I want to go skateboarding so bad, but it currently feels like I have marbles inside my knee. Painful, pointy marbles.
If you pick up the latest issue of Concrete you can peep this pic of Mitch Phillips performing an over-crooked grind. I always feel I have to explain how hard this place is to skate. The ground is broken bricks and the banks are basically made out of gravel. And I only ever seem to go there when it's freezing.
Whenever I don't run into the Kevins at the park I figure they're somewhere in the city secretly doing this.
Is he saying "Everyday I'm whistling"?
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